FINAL CHAPTER!! I am planning to write a sequel. Enjoy!
"Ah…ah…" San managed to scream, trying her hardest to speak. Blood poured from her mouth and she fell to her knees. Her face was pale and she was trying to clear her throat of the blood. Every muscle in Ashitaka's body was shaking and he was holding onto life as best he could.
San grabbed him and jumped into the water. She swam as best she could with one arm over to the island and dragon. Many of the animals snarled and growled, disapproving what she was doing. She didn't care, she had to save him. As quick as she could she pulled him onto the island and turned to the dragon, which was looking at her with a questioning look. San looked at him with a pleading expression.
"Dear child of the wolves, show me his curse mark." The dragon ordered. She nodded and opened the front of his shirt. San cringed when she saw how large it became. It almost covered his entire chest. The dragon bent its head and put the tip of one of his whiskers in the small indent in the mark. There was a small flash of light and the mark faded away. His whisker turned to San and touched her throat. She gasped when she felt it and when the whisker pulled away she gingerly touched it.
"Wha…wait…I can talk again!" she said happily. The dragon nodded.
"Great Spirit, may I ask, why are you here?" she asked.
"To greet the new life of the world. Dear child, the world is changing." Was all the dragon said about it. San nodded and the dragon flew away, somehow managing to fly with a hurt wing. San looked at the motionless Ashitaka, and then to the banks of the lake. The animal clans were gone already. All that was left was the human's animals.
Not a single movement came from Ashitaka and she feared the worst. She knelt next to him, silent tears flowing from her eyes.
"Please wake up." she whispered, brushing his wet hair out of his face. She couldn't understand the feeling she had in her heart. She knew it wasn't fear, because she already knew she was afraid. Her heart was pounding. San also didn't understand why she was crying like that.
He still wasn't moving, his chest wasn't even rising and falling like it should when he's breathing. San cried some more and bent down. She kissed his forehead gently. Suddenly his chest rose into the air as he took in a lungful of air. He turned to his side as he coughed and gasped for breath. He sat up and winced as he did.
"You're alive!" San exclaimed happily. She lunged foreword and hugged him. He looked at her.
"…San…?" he mumbled. Ashitaka was in a daze. He was aware of what was going on, he just couldn't focus. San nodded as she nuzzled against him. She was finally aware of the feeling in her heart.
"…you can talk again." He said. She looked at him, a small smile on her face.
"Thanks for telling me, I never noticed." She said sarcastically. He smirked, and everything came back to him.
"Wait…where's the dragon, and Nai?" he asked.
"The dragon god cured us, and before that, he ate Nai." San informed. Ashitaka raised his eyebrows.
"Is that so?" he asked. She nodded again.
Ashitaka looked around. The trees were green and healthy; several tree spirits were popping up and looking at them. He turned his attention to the water and the dry land where it was stained with dark red blood from the battle. He then looked at San who was just sitting there.
The wolf was now laying on the ground; next to him was a splotch of blood from San when she tried to speak. Yakuul was staring at them with his beady black eyes, waiting to see what was going to happen next. But they all knew nothing was going to happen for a while. It was peaceful again.
Please tell me if you liked this story or not. I have plans on writing a sequel, but I only will if you want me to.